Chapter 922

"Well, you inadvertently summed up a little habit of life."

Zheng guanti patted Chen Hansheng on the shoulder, much like the intimacy between friends.

In fact, everyone knows that nutshell and Xiaomi are partners. After all, the "guomi Joint Research Institute" stands between the two enterprises.

"Of course."

Chen Hansheng responded and winked at the little girl who was not as tall as the wheel.

However, his image is too sloppy now. He has a cigarette and a smell of wine. He is a spiritual boy with a tattoo on his arm. Therefore, the little girl is a little afraid and quietly feels into the flat car and shrinks.

But through the gap between the two boards, she was still secretly staring at Chen Hansheng.

Children are so cute. She thinks that as long as she hides, others won't see her.

"Is this your granddaughter?"

Chen Hansheng asked the middle-aged man selling watermelon.

"Yes."

The middle-aged uncle had dark skin. While weighing with a weight, he talked to Chen Hansheng: "her parents have to work at night. I don't trust her to leave her at home alone. I'll take her with me when I sell melons."

"It looks obedient."

Chen Hansheng continued to talk: "how old?"

"Four and a half."

When Abe talked about his granddaughter, he smiled a little more: "it's also a little naughty, but she already knows how to hurt people. Sometimes when I'm tired, she will wipe my sweat."

Chen Hansheng nodded, blew a few whistles in his mouth, and called "meow meow" like calling a kitten, but the little girl just couldn't come out under the flat car, and her little body was a little thin.

The middle-aged man who sold melons didn't rush. He looked at Chen Hansheng teasing his granddaughter with a smile, and then handed the watermelon to Zheng guanti: "a total of 9.8 yuan, you just give 9.5 yuan."

"I'll take all your watermelons."

Chen Hansheng was still whistling, but his words startled the middle-aged uncle.

Zheng guanti looked at Chen zhaman and the little girl. She seemed to understand something. There was some tenderness in her eyes under her long eyelashes.

"I said I wanted all the watermelons, and then you should go back early. The children should go to bed early."

Chen Hansheng repeated it again.

"But, but..."

The middle-aged man who sells melons is still relatively simple. Although he is very happy with big customers, he still reminds: "there are so many melons that you will break if you can't finish eating them."

"What are you afraid of? There are so many people here. I'll give one to each table."

Chen Hansheng flicked cigarette butts. His movements were very natural and unrestrained, but the little girl's body shrank again.

Until then, the middle-aged uncle who sold melons realized that the other party didn't really buy melons, just wanted his granddaughter to have an early rest.

"Well, thank you, thank you..."

The middle-aged uncle quickly thanked him and pulled out his granddaughter to thank him. However, the little girl was still afraid of Chen Hansheng. She shrank behind her grandfather, revealing only a pair of eyes and two pigtails.

"Come on, come on, don't weigh yourself. Just pay 30 yuan for a watermelon."

Chen Hansheng asked the barbecue owner to come and move the watermelon. When the other guests on the table heard that Chen Dong invited him to eat the watermelon, these energetic college students held up the wine bottle and shouted "Chen Dong, Chen Dong, Chen Dong..."

There were 25 watermelons in the car. Chen Hansheng gave 800 yuan directly. The middle-aged man who sold the melons bowed.

Chen Hangen doesn't care about this and just teases the little girl with "BIU, BIU, BIU".

"Shen Youchu has a sister."

After they left the snack street, Chen Hansheng did not immediately return to the table. He lit another cigarette, as if explaining his motivation and talking to himself.

"When I first met her, I was about 4 years old. I was as old as the little girl just now. Now I'm going to primary school. I've treated her like a girl in recent years."

Chen Hansheng flicked the ash and said.

"So?"

Zheng guanti's eyebrows and eyes shook, with a hidden smile.

"I haven't seen her for a while. I miss her a little."

Chen Hansheng's nostrils spewed out two straight white smoke: "plus my two babies are also girls, so I feel some love for such a little girl."

"Ang

Zheng's best friend raised her chin slightly, and there was a rare mischief in her expression: "Chen zhanan, your daughter has changed you."

"Become emotional? An emotional ruffian can't even hold a knife."

Chen Hansheng grinned and said, "I used to kill indiscriminately."

"Boom ~"

Zheng's best friend spat, but before turning back, she suddenly said, "I've known you for three and a half years. You've really changed. Now you're more lovely."

"Cute, want an X?"

"No!"

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On the table of the barbecue shop, Zheng Guangyu and Hong Shiyong have been observing since Chen Hansheng went out.

Seeing him buy melons for other customers, Zheng Guangyu asked, "is Chen Hansheng buying fame?"

"No, he doesn't need it."

Hong Shiyong denied without thinking: "buying fame is more useful on Hong Kong Island, but the mainland is too big. What can dozens of watermelons do? Based on my understanding of Chen Dong, he should be spontaneous."

Zheng Guangyu pondered for a while. He also admitted: "Chen Hansheng is really domineering, free and easy, and very smart."

"One more thing."

Hong Shiyong reminded: "when I just ate, it should be Chen Dong's mother who called. What was his reaction?"

"Straighten your chest immediately, pick up your cell phone, cover the microphone, and nod and bow when you speak..."

Zheng Guangyu immediately understood: "Chen Hansheng... Very afraid of his mother?"

"Yes."

Old Hong patted his belly and said with a smile, "who could have thought that a person like Chen Dong would be afraid of his mother."

Zheng Guangyu also laughed, and the two attributes of "fear of mother" and "fear of wife" are almost the same. Even the most ferocious man, as long as he is labeled with this label, everyone feels that he still has a love side, and the sense of distance will be much closer at once.

"So."

Hong Shiyong said while the iron is hot: "I suggest you immediately support Zheng guanti's mother to enter the Zheng family spectrum after you return to Hong Kong."

"They didn't promise to cooperate."

Zheng Guangyu didn't understand the move.

"We have to think about things like this."

Hong Shiyong, an old-fashioned professional manager, is loyal and patient. Even if the boss doesn't understand for a while, he will try to explain in a popular way: "it's not difficult to support Zheng guanti's mother to enter the genealogy. As long as you work together with third master Zheng, uncle Zheng probably won't object."

Zheng Guangyu listened carefully. Lao Hong's ability is beyond doubt. It was not all his fault to lose to Chen Hansheng in the past.

But then again, look at the current scale of nutshell electronics. Is it humiliating to lose to Chen Hansheng?

"After entering the genealogy and succeeding."

Hong Shiyong is still planning conscientiously: "if Chen Hansheng and Zheng guanti express something, we will make money."

"If it doesn't mean

Zheng Guangyu was just about to speak.

"If not!"

Hong Shiyong immediately interrupted: "do you need to pay a lot of things? It's just some verbal arguments. Besides, the old man's body is dying. He may solve this matter directly before he leaves, so there will be no chance to send a favor."

"This is a good chance to be broad and small."

Lao Hong persuaded him, hoping that second master Zheng could understand.

"Uh... Um..."

Zheng Guangyu thought for a while and agreed with Hong Shiyong: "Lao Hong, you have a long-term vision and a clear analysis of the advantages and disadvantages. I'll try."

Therefore, when Zheng Guangyu was about to leave the barbecue stand at about 12 o'clock, he seemed to think of something before he got on the bus. He turned to Zheng guanti and said, "I didn't make it clear for a while when I said about the genealogy last time. I mean, since the old man is out of health, we should quickly take advantage of this time to let your mother enter the genealogy, otherwise we will have a long dream."

"I'm going to go back and help test it first."

Zheng Guangyu said positively, "if it works, I'll let you go back. What do you think?"

"I... i

Zheng guanti didn't think of it at all. She turned her eyes to Chen Hansheng.

Chen Hansheng let go and said he didn't understand.

But this is always a good thing. Zheng's best friend immediately said, "although I have a weak relationship with my mother, I also know that she wants to enter the genealogy, so I'll trouble my second uncle."

"Little things, we are a family."

Zheng Guangyu shook hands with Chen Hansheng again and said goodbye. This time, Chen Hansheng didn't ridicule again and said seriously, "second uncle Zheng, in fact, I see you